Summary

Months before the android revolution comes to a tipping point, an intimacy model is delivered to Hank Anderson's house. Hank doesn't remember placing the order while he was drunk, but after he reluctantly activates the android, Connor slowly puts Hank's home and his life back together. He makes everything better.

But the deviancy crisis is growing, and the android revolution along with it. Hank doesn't know how to protect Connor from what's happening in the world around them, but Connor doesn't know how to protect him, either.

Summary

"Look, you're new," Hank says. "And you're the first android we've had on our payroll. Jeff wanted you back really badly, and so did I, but that doesn't mean other people aren't going to be assholes to you."

"That's not really what I..." Hank starts, but then he cuts himself off. "Look, you haven't been around for a few months. It's enough time for rumors to take hold, and you have enough stacked against you anyway that we don't need to feed any of that bullshit...okay?"

Connor runs a small process on the side to determine likely options for what Hank is telling him, although he thinks he already knows. Hank is uncomfortable mentioning it, and rumors tend to be about illicit activities, and it would have to be regarding something Connor might have done that would make Hank favor him at work.

And he really wasn't expecting to have anyone speculating that he and Hank might be sexually involved, but it doesn't entirely bother him. It's...interesting.

~~

Connor doesn't always know where he belongs or where his home is after the revolution, but he thinks he knows where he'd like to be.

Summary

Hank isn't trying to be in control, Connor realizes a moment later. He's trying to be gentle.

And that feels even more foreign, because no one has ever worried about being careful with him. He was designed to look gentle when he needs to but not to truly be it, and so no one, not CyberLife or the Amanda AI or anyone after, has ever worried about taking care of him. Even at the squat with the other deviants, he's the lucky one with the unique face model, he's the one who can leave and work and at least pretend. The other androids love him - they're the only family any of them will ever have - but he's always the one taking care of them.

"Hey," Hank says, running a hand down Connor's arm. "You okay?"

"I'm okay," Connor whispers, and he thinks he means it.

~~

Connor deviated before ever being assigned to the DPD. He fought with Jericho during the revolution, and they failed. He's trapped in Detroit with the remaining deviants, wandering and aimless and taking unnecessary risks to feel alive.

So when he meets Lieutenant Anderson at a bar, a hook up seems like just the way to go, even if it does end up meaning so much more.